Ningxia was just about to say something, but suddenly she woke up in a panic. What's wrong with her? She was as obsessed as a demon!

She looked at the man who was asking in horror and surprised. How could she suddenly lose her mind? Could it be that he did it? This slightly terrified look fell into Jiang Zheng's eyes and turned into fear. It was just his wish, but only fear could it be

to be honest.

The little bug was extremely cunning. He and his disciples searched for him for a long time and almost lost their traces several times. Fortunately, the little girl had low cultivation and began to take action under her exhaustion. They were chasing the girl in.

After going to Yanqiu Tower, a turtle happened to be made in a jar.

This room is the second room. In the huge private room, there is only one Qi-training monk sitting alone, and there are no other older monks beside him. It is really strange.

Compared to the previous private room where the Jindan monk was sitting in the front, the owner of this private room was more like a person who would act in hiding.

"My uncle has important matters to do. Go out and asks his disciples to wait here. The disciple sat in the room for a long time, but no one has come in." Don't do anything randomly, she has a backer, Ningxia said in her heart.

"That's it..." Ningxia realized that the other party's tone seemed a little relaxed, and did not dare to say carelessly for a moment: "The disciple is a minor scholar of the Wuhua Sect. Tonight, he was able to come with him with the care of a true king tonight.

A night market view. Is the real person a monk from Tianxing Pavilion? Is there any important matters in Xun Yuanheng?”

She didn't even mention seeing him this morning, nor did she dare to tell the other party that she had even seen him slapped away by his own true lord.

But obviously the real person remembered it himself, his face turned red, he gritted his back teeth, and looked hateful. Ningxia quickly lowered his head and pretended to be thirsty and drinking tea. Who knew if the other party would attack her in anger and angrily.

, She just needs to achieve the effect of suggestion.

When Jiang Zheng was out of his mind, he looked at the little girl and found that the other party was indeed wearing a light red school uniform in Wuhua School, and the True Lord who was about to come back from his mouth... This made him have to think about it more, damn, afraid

It is the most appropriate way to walk away early. He thought of the palm that he was getting today, and there seemed to be still heat on his face, and he was very embarrassed and angry.

"Then, I will not be able to stay. I am in a hurry to follow the power. I had been rude before. I would like to ask my friend to say a few good words to the Lord in front of me." Jiang is a villain, but he is also aware of the current affairs. Today he is provoking.

The Wuhua Sect has already suffered a lot, so why would he still be unable to think about it? He just said a few good things to the little girl, and he didn't feel condescending.

He was so good at speaking, Ningxia muttered a few words in his heart. However, this person could leave and hope for it. Go quickly and go! There was a time bomb in this box, for fear that it would explode out of thin air and implicate himself.

When Ningxia was about to say goodbye to these uninvited guests, an accident came. The young lady who was hiding well behind didn't know what was going on, but something went wrong.

Hearing the movement behind the screen, Jiang Zheng, who had already taken two steps outside, turned around, and did not look at Ningxia, but walked towards the screen.

"Meow!" Ning Xia was stunned for a moment. The crisis of the person he hid was discovered, and he wondered why the cat's cry appeared in the private room.

The cat, which came from somewhere, slid out from behind the screen. It looked straight at Jiang Zheng who stopped walking. It was the orange meow that had been smooth and smooth, with green eyes as if it could speak.

The cat came by coincidence, Ning Xia felt a little relieved, and felt that he had worked hard to rescue him, and said, "What else does the real person have to do? My elders should be back soon. Since they are here, why not stay and have a drink."

Look, I won’t scare you to death!

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" A familiar voice, relatives, you are finally back. Ningxia, who felt deeply stressed, was almost bursting into tears. She could finally invite this uninvited guest out of the box.

The man was shocked and didn't care about trivial matters like fugitives or meows. The person he didn't want to see appeared in front of him.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Jiang. I'm still wondering which big guy is on tour. This is not as good as an ordinary person. Why? I feel wronged today and come to the door?" Mingjing Zhenren saw that he stood at the door of the box.

Many monks from Tianxing Pavilion felt a slump in their hearts. The little baby in their homes are alone!

Sure enough, the shameless idiot in Tianxing Pavilion was staring at Ningxia with a fierce and foggy. It turned out that the sky was reversed, and the always polite real man Mingjing sneered at Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng's face turned blue and white. He was about to say something, but when he saw the expressionless person next to him, his face froze.

"The personal token of Xiaodao was stolen, and the thief fled all the way and entered Yanqiu Tower. He was in a hurry and disturbed the disciples of the sect, and he still wanted to live with him." Ningxia was amazed at the cringe, and Ningxia was amazed.

Mingjing Zhenren gave Ningxia a sacrificial look comparable to X-ray. He didn't find any problems and looked at Zhenjun Yuanheng without finding any problems.

Then, after Yuanheng Zhenjun gave him a rolling eye, he left the room in a good manner. In a blink of an eye, the minions blocked at the door of the box disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.

"Okay, fellow Taoists hiding behind the screen can come out." Zhenjun Yuanheng, who was sitting there, said leisurely.

Ningxia widened her eyes in surprise, wait, she hadn't said anything yet, how could the True Lord know?

True Lord Yuanheng seemed to look at the little disciple and said, "The breath is hidden well, but I can't lie to me. Come out, that person will not come back."

The little girl ran out from behind the screen, her face pale, and she looked out with lingering fear.

No matter how this child looks like a thief, is it?

"Tell me." Mingjing Zhenren saw that the girl was just as old as Ningxia, and she looked quite pitiful, and her love suddenly arose. But the matter still needs to be clear. If she was a real thief, they would not cover up.

The girl didn't respond and stretched out her right hand, and saw a string of dim wooden beads hanging on her wrist.
Chapter completed!